The Xia Emperor was now wearing simple cloth robes. He stood there with his hands behind his back and a calm look on his face.

However, upon his arrival, the atmosphere silently changed, becoming austere and still.

Even top geniuses of the ancient era like Huan Shaoyou, Yan Jingyun, and Mo Xingzhe restrained themselves.

There was a hundred-foot round black altar at the center of the ancient ritual grounds.

Nine pillars stood around it, forming a nine palaces formation.

Each stone pillar was ninety feet tall and covered in elaborate totems and cloud markings. The patterns included all manner of life and celestial bodies, representing the full magnitude of creation. The markings had a primitive, desolate, and coarse presence to them.

This was the Altar of Teleportation.

When the emperor arrived, he gave the order to activate the altar. Weng Jiu promptly stepped forth carrying a formation disc. His hands shifted, and he muttered an incantation.

Bzzzz~

A series of obscure energy fluctuations followed, and the nine stone pillars seemed to awaken from a deep slumber. The markings covering their surfaces surged with the power of a...